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"This should be the window of Tan Yacheng's house. What are the things in it? It's so terrible."

Under the dark light, Nangong's pale face seemed to have entered darkness. I couldn't accurately identify her expression. She said word by word in trembling words.

"I just heard the conversation coming from the house here, one was a slightly low male voice and the other was a young female voice."

"ah?"

There seemed to be a cool breeze blew behind it.

For some reason, these four words appear in the mind and the feeling of fear emerges in the heart, which makes people feel disgusted and want to vomit.

And at this moment, the sound of something falling from the corridor came from.

"I'll go and take a look." Jiang Wuya said so.

"Ah, wait a moment."

I caught up with Jiang Wuya and found him stunned at the door.

"What's wrong?"

"The door is open, someone might have walked out just now, I mean..."

Nangong also walked in and we stepped into the house.

"Is anyone here?"

"My God, Lao Xiao, look at this room."

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Jiang Wuya frowned, lowered his voice and said to me, and pointed to the room inside.

It was a very weird room.

The light bulbs on the ceiling flashed constantly, indicating that someone had lived here not long ago, or had existed, or had just stopped there.

In the center of the room was a shabby table, next to him was a wooden bed surrounded by garbage.

There was a strange smell in the air, like a mix of milk that had been stored for a long time and dirty clothes that had not been washed for a month. From time to time, the sound of water flowing through the sewer pipes without sound insulation came from the ceiling from time to time.

If possible, I really hope to open this window and let fresh air float in, but that is impossible, because the window is fixed to the iron plate and is airtight, only a small amount of sunset light squeezed out from a gap.

Then let's investigate this room.

The sun cannot shine in, so the air here is very humid. The wall paint on the walls around the room has fallen off, revealing the cement wall inside.

“What a chic curtain.”

"It seems that this room cannot shine in the sun at all, but what reason is there to nail the windows?"

After staying in such a room for a long time, I'm afraid any normal person will become mentally abnormal.

“There is a shovel here.”

Nangong pointed to a shovel beside the bed and said.

"Do you want to use it to bury something?"

Look elsewhere.

"Old Xiao, look here."

Jiang Wuya pointed at the empty glass bottle on the table.

"I remember Tan Yacheng likes insects very much, but the bottles here are empty."

Maybe Tan Yacheng is going to move next, so he took all the bugs, or...

The more you think about things, the more wrong things are.

At this moment, our eyes were focused on the bed in the corner, which was a wooden bed with a strange smell. The bedding on the bed seemed to have never been washed since I bought it, and was eroded by yellow dirty spots. A part of the bedding was raised in the middle, as if someone was lying inside. I felt my heartbeat was accelerating.

It's very cold, but it's all covered in sweat.

Jiang Wuya grabbed the thin black blanket and lifted it open.

It's a vacuum bag.
Chapter completed!